I Don't Know Yet...

It was just past noon when my mom came rushing into the living room. I could see tears streaming down her face

" Jakob grab your coat, and get in the car. Now." I grabbed my coat and followed her out of the house. It was cold and the wind stung my cheeks.

" Ma, what's going on?" I asked as we walked to the car.

" I'll explain later. Once we get to where we are going." she said.

I hopped in the front seat of the car and started to turn up the heat but she stopped me.

" Get in the back."

" Why? I alwa-" she cut me off

" NOW. In the back! Get!" I was scared, and confused. I had never seen Mom so upset in my fourteen years of life. 

" Where are we going?" I asked after fastening my seatbelt.

" STOP ASKING QUESTIONS!" she screamed "...please…" 

" Sorry.." I said, hardly daring to bring my voice above a whisper. Our drive consisted of nothing but silence. Finally after several hours of sitting still, we arrived at a hotel. This was odd. We hadn't planned any family vacations. This was the middle of winter! We never leave during the winter! I knew something was terribly wrong. For Ma to be this upset, and for us to be staying in a hotel, in a different state, in the middle of winter, things had to have gotten real ugly. Ma looked at me through the rearview mirror.

" I promise once we get inside I will tell you what has happened and why we are here. Okay?"

" Okay." I replied" But where is our luggage? Why didn't we pack anything?" Ma gave me a look, clearly stating that she wasnt in the mood for questions. She had yelled at me earlier for asking them.

" Jakob, did I not just tell you to stop asking questions?" she asked. I felt my face go red.

"Yes." I responded

" SO why are you still asking questions!?" she hissed

" Because I'm confused and I dont know what happened! Who wouldnt ask questions?!" I snapped.

" Lets get settled in this hotel FIRST, THEN we will discuss what is going on. Capeesh?" 

"Capeesh." I said with very little tone in my voice. I knew better than to argue with her. She was the parent after all. I was just a child. She would always win. As we entered the lobby I could smell chlorine from the Hotel pool. I wanted to ask what room we were staying in and if dad knew we were here. I tapped her shoulder to try to get her attention.

"Uh-uh," she whispered, trying to keep her voice down" What did i just say? One more word from you before we get into our room is a week of grounding. Understood?"

I nodded.

"Good!" she said, turning to face the front desk. When we finally reached the desk, ten minutes had passed and I felt like I had been standing for hours. We took the stairs because the elevator was packed full of people and Ma didn't feel like waiting that long. We eventually made it to the fourth floor and into our room. It was a very nice room. Queen size beds, white bedclothes, red carpet and beautiful quartz countertops. Ma sat down on the far right bed,

"Jakob, come here please. I have to tell you what i was going tell you when we got in."

What she said happened made my heart break into little pieces…

………………………..to be continued (sorry!!)

I will be posting part two soon! I am in the middle of writing another story so you will see that too! If, and when you read it pls let me know in the comments if you want a sequel:)